After Fu Yiming finished speaking, he withdrew his gaze and stared at the mobile phone in his hand.

For all these years, there was not a day that he didn't think about his mother.

I always look at that photo alone, fantasizing about what kind of person my mother is, and always thinking about how good it would be if my mother was alive.

And he himself is living in self-blame, always thinking that it was his birth that caused his mother's death.

Now, she suddenly appeared in front of her and said that she wanted to make up for it, why did she go earlier!

After Fu Zhenyao listened to Fu Yiming's words, his face was already as black as the bottom of a pot, he took a few steps closer, came to Fu Yiming, and stared at him angrily.

"What did you say, stinky boy? Tell me again. ”

Fu Yiming raised his eyes, saw that his father was eager to slap him immediately, and stood up directly.

He threw his phone on the sofa and looked directly at Fu Zhenyao.

"Heh, it's the same thing again, what, you still want to beat me?" Fu Yiming's tone was full of provocation.

"You...... You kid bullied my wife, you thought I wouldn't dare. Fu Zhenyao was suddenly angry.

Fu Yiming leaned in front of him with his head held high, "Come on, come on, you fight, you fight." ”

Seeing this, Fu Zhenyao's eyes widened, and he raised his hand and was about to slap this rebel son, when he was stopped by Murong Xue and Grandma Fu.

Grandma Fu: "Don't beat my grandson." ”

Murong Xue: "Don't beat my son." ”

Fu Zhenyao listened to the words of the two in unison, gritted his teeth, and withdrew the hand that stayed in mid-air.

He saw his mother and wife glaring at him viciously, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Meanwhile.

Fu Tingye also took Shen Xingwan's hand and walked downstairs, his eyes swept Fu Zhenyao and Fu Yiming with a domineering and cold look.

The man's face was very unhappy, and he said coldly: "What are you doing?" If you want to fight and go out, don't affect my wife's mood here. ”

Smell.

Several people turned their heads to look at Fu Tingye, and they didn't dare to say anything for a moment.

Fu Yiming crooked his mouth and rolled his eyes silently.

Hum! One by one, they are all towards their wives, what is he.

Grandma Fu saw that Fu Tingye and Shen Xingwan had come down, and glanced at the other people, and hurriedly turned around and walked to Shen Xingwan's side, and suddenly laughed.

Hahaha......

"Wanwan, hungry, aren't you? Today's dinner is all made by Cher's own hands, let's go and try it. After the old man finished speaking, he took Shen Xingwan's hand and walked towards the restaurant.

"Okay." Shen Xingwan answered, and beckoned to Fu Tingye again, "Husband, let's go taste my mother's craftsmanship." ”

He also completely ignored the scene just now.

Fu Tingye nodded, put one hand in his pocket, and walked a few steps in the direction of the restaurant.

Then, I caught a glimpse of Fu Yiming still stunned in place, looked back and said coldly: "What, do you want me to help you bring the rice over and feed it to your mouth?" ”

Fu Yiming looked at his brother's smiling expression, gritted his teeth and sighed, and got up and walked to the restaurant with his fate.

Hey, who told him to be most afraid of his brother, in front of him, he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

Where do you dare to let him bring dinner and feed it into his mouth, he can only dream.

Fu Zhenyao watched a few people walk to the restaurant, and wiped Murong Xue's tears with a tissue.

"Wife, let's go, let's go to dinner, don't worry, if that kid dares to make you angry again, I will definitely beat him, or we will go back to the ancient clan directly."

Murong Xue pushed the man's hand away and glared at him unhappily.

"I told you not to murder your son, you still murdered him, he was already wronged, just pity, did you, a father, lose your temper with him like this before?"

Fu Zhenyao saw that Murong Xue was really angry, so he hurriedly took her hand and responded: "Okay, okay, I listen to you, don't hurt him, and don't lose your temper." ”

Anyway, his family status is the lowest, as long as his wife is happy.

Murong Xue didn't pay attention to him either, and walked directly towards the restaurant.

Inside the restaurant.

The maid brought all the dishes to the table.

Several people sat down around the table, and the atmosphere was quiet and slightly eerie.

Murong Xue leaned on Fu Yiming and sat down.

She saw that her son was only eating white rice, and his face was very unhappy and aggrieved, so she used chopsticks to clip a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for him.

"Yiming, your dad said you like sweet and sour pork ribs, and mom made it for you, come, taste it and see if it's appetizing."

Fu Yiming casually glanced at the very tempting ribs.

Then, he took a light bite of the rib and threw it directly onto the plate next to him, pretending to be very disgusted.

"It's too salty."

"It's okay, then you can try this steamed fish again." Murong Xue was very impatient and sandwiched a piece of fish for Fu Yiming.

"It's fishy."

"Then you try this soup."

"It's too bland, it's tasteless."

Fu Zhenyao gritted his teeth and stared at Fu Yiming, who was very arrogant at the moment, and thought about what he had promised Murong Xue just now, so he forcibly held back his anger.

Suddenly, there was a 'click'.

Fu Tingye put the chopsticks on the table heavily, very impatient.

"Fu Yiming, it's okay to make trouble, pay attention to proportion."

After the man finished speaking, he added some of her favorite dishes to Shen Xingwan, and her tone was very gentle: "Baby, eat more." ”

Fu Yiming: The attitude between this wife and his younger brother is too different, right, do you want such a double standard?

Afterwards, he could only keep his head down and eat honestly.

Shen Xingwan looked at Fu Yiming, who was cowardly, and couldn't help but smile in his heart.

It seems that this guy is most afraid of her goblin.

So, Shen Xingwan still moved Fu Yiming's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs to him, and raised his eyebrows, "Taste it, you definitely like it." ”

Fu Yiming glanced at the sweet and sour pork ribs in front of him, and then looked at his sister-in-law, who was as cold as his brother, and immediately picked up a piece and gnawed it.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Hey, he can only accept his fate, who makes him most afraid of these two people, and if he wants to make trouble, he can only endure it first.

After dinner.

Although Murong Xue had been looking for an opportunity to communicate with Fu Yiming, Fu Yiming didn't pay attention to her, and went back to his room with a blushing face.

Fu Zhenyao disliked the traces left by Sun Ruoyun in the old house, and when he was in the ancient clan before, he arranged for someone to redecorate the old house.

At present, the old mansion has not been completely completed, so he and Murong Xue also temporarily lived in Jingyuan.

..........

For the next week.

Fu Yiming's attitude towards Murong Xue was still very indifferent and repulsive.

Murong Xue also knew that her son had another little pimple in his heart, so she came to him with a smile every day, wanting to communicate well with her son, but in exchange for Fu Yiming's cynicism.

This afternoon.

Fu Yiming walked out of his room casually with a coat in his hand and headphones on his ears, intending to go outside to play.